Letra da Música: No Mental Effort - Napalm Death

So we're still in our teething stages
As far as politics are concerned
That's fine coming from someone
To whom sensationalism be their only wisdom in words

A self-proclaimed spokesman
On something to which prior knowledge excedes
Championing no more censorship
Then ridiculing our beliefs

To appeal to our better nature
Are we to keep our mouths shut?

Easy to discard
Constructive power
At your disposal
When egos and sales
Outbalance opinions
On the scales

Using bands
As pawns in your hands

Building up
Knocking down
Sensationalise
To suit cheap public demand

Merging with the gutter press
You claim to detest

It's opened it's lid
For you to crawl in and infest